NO PANTS NO PANTS!

The battles are increasing in our house. They are only compounded by my increasing nausea and need for sleep. LB, bright-eyed early riser, is all about getting up early to be with Mommy every. waking. minute. Today I finally begged Mr. Flinger to take her downstairs and give me ten minutes to shower without hearing, “Mommy Boobies! Mommy Boobies! Mommy Soap? Mommy potty?” because honestly, I like to talk about myself but that is a wee bit much, people.

She’s Little Miss Independence. She’s all grown up in her head and still crapping her pants. She’s kicking my pregnant ass.

Lately I’m walking around in my own sludge. I feel as if my nausea and exhaustion are physically weighted to me, or I’m walking through them like jello. LB is immune to the jello and can run, freely, in and out and around and on the couch and up the wall and zoom zoom zoom. It’s all very much for my slow pregnant mind to keep up with, let alone my pukey body to follow.

I know people do this. People have multiple children. People move, get knocked up, get nauseated, start a new job and have a toddler. I know they do, right? I just don’t know how. Because tonight when LB refused pants (NO PANTS! NOOOOoooooooooo PANTS) I gave up. “Alrighty then, we’re NOT going to the party and you will NOT wear your pants and you will NOT get to be a bumble bee and meet new friends.” She didn’t care. In her head she won. And maybe she did, but damn if I just don’t have the energy to care any more.

It gets better, right? OH, god, tell me it gets better. Please? Tell me right after I get back from the bathroom where I will hug the toilet for 20 minutes. Hold that thought….

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Oh honey, the last thing you need right now is to be up at 1am.
Not to be a downer, but I’ve been told it gets better. Still waiting. What do you wanna bet LB’s acting out (already) because she knows big changes - that she won’t like - are just around the corner? The toddler kicked his tantrums up a notch the few months before the infant was born. That was loads of fun. They’ve started subsiding slightly, but we’re still in tantrum land just because of age. Although it is certainly entertaining when you’re holding your toddler with him fussing away and clawing at your shirt yelling “boobies! boobies!” in the checkout line at Albertson’s. The anatomy lessons stick at the most bizarre times in our house. Anyway, get some sleep when you’re done worshipping the porcelain god and feel free to ignore my ramblings.

yeah, it gets better. For Scottie, I think from two to three years was the worst. Right after he turned three, I noticed a major difference. Not so many tantrums anymore but they do get more indpendence but I can reason much better with him now. He also can negotiate much better with ME now.

Hang in there until LB is 4. 2 sucks, 3 sucks worse, then 4 they start to be little people with interesting life observations and the tantrums ane irrational behaviors diminish significantly.
Deal with her when you can, but also take care of yourself. If you don’t have the energy for the “perfect mom” routine, and feel like using the TV as a babysitter more often than not, who gives a shit. You’ll be feeling better and resume normal mom activities eventually, and LB will be fine in the meantime if you don’t do everything by the book. You just can’t…it’s OK.

It will get better. Once the pukiness goes away it does indeed get better. I felt like a terrible mother during the first trimester of this second pregnancy. I basically laid on the couch and let Annika watch as many cartoons as she wanted. And dinner? Ha! Dinner for her was whatever Mommy could make that didn’t make me puke while making it. It’s mostly better now. Of course now my problem is the physical aches and pains of pregnancy. It’s hard getting down on the floor to play with her, and to carry her up and down the stairs, etc. Ugh!

My mom wasnt sick at all either time she was pregnant (which I pray is something that runs in the family)- but she did worry that maybe she was insane when my brother and I turned out to be 23 and a half months apart.
My brother was an incredible baby, sleeping through the night at 3 weeks (which was probably why mom thought it would be super to have another, double the fun right?) But shortly after I was born he turned into the devil- No screaming about boobies as far as I know, however he did decide to share with everyone within one square mile of the checkout line at K-mart how unattractive the woman was in line in front of them “MOMMA, SHE UG-LY!!! SHE UG-LY!!!”

Girl, I so feel your pain and as I am just getting to feel semi-human again, I can say if you can hang on a couple of months, you are going to be a-ok. Do you have any possibilities of part-time childcare? Even though I stay at home, I finally gave up and started asking friends, family, and paid proffesionals to help me a few days a week. I am telling you it saved my life and made me feel less guilty for not playing with Goldie.

It does get better! How soon it gets better is another matter, but hang on to the hope of it getting better eventually!

By Holly on 2006 11 01

It gets better. I am 17 weeks along with a 2-1/2 year old and a full time job. I endured morning sickness (24-hour a day nausea + vomiting) from week 6 to week 15. Those weeks were a blur and I felt like a terrible mother/employee but they pass. Do what you need to do to keep your sanity. You will feel better soon.

Here’s the honesty It got REALLY good at age 3 for us but when baby #2 arrived we went through months of HELL. My older daughter was all love and smiles for her baby sister but she was mad at me for a while. There were days I didn’t want to wake up and deal with the attitude. BUT, nowadays everyone is happy

Here’s what ya do…now that LB’s 2, you can go to Fred Meyer, check her in at the playroom, and either do some shopping BY YOURSELF or go over to the Starbucks (ours has one inside!) and drink something and just sit for a few min…
I’m scared when people say 3 was worse because I’m counting the days until Maddie reaches 3 (6 months!) Age 2 for us has been, uh, a bit CHALLENGING. Like you, I found out I was pregnant just before Maddie’s 2nd birthday!
Hope the pukiness goes away soon - not sure how to tell you that your normal energy level won’t.

By AmyM on 2006 11 01

Sorry to tell you this but…it doesn’t get better. I’m 30 weeks now (WOOHOO!) and I find myself crashing on the couch 2 times a day (last half hour of Sesame Street at 9:30 and right around 2 PM) and zoning out/snoozing while W crawls circles around me and tears apart the living room.

I will never again move when I’m pregnant…I’ve STILL got boxes in my office and Julian’s room and I just don’t have the energy or brain cells to attack them. Just dealing with W all day, cleaning the kitchen, picking up the mess in the living room and cooking dinner wears me right out. I could use a maid, parttime babysitter and organizer at my house STAT!

Giving W her bath this afternoon took it all out of me to the point where I didn’t have the energy to wrestle her into her jeans. “Fine, kid. If you want to have cold legs, go for it.”

And it’s only going to get worst when Julian arrives. If I’m brain dead right now, how am I going to be with a toddler and a newborn on little sleep???

That thought scares me to the point of wanting to crawl into the closet with the leftover halloween candy. Wanna come join me?

it’ll get better once you are out of the first trimestor. you know that. then it will get worse until the new baby. then it will get worse that first year. but then, once baby turns 18 months old and is not longer a subhuman, things will get better. assuming LB is a perfect angel during that entire term. um. HAHAHAHAH!

By texasbelle on 2006 11 01

If it didn’t get better I wouldn’t have added a puppy and be trying for number three. Annes right, the first trimester sucks. You’ll feel much better after that.If you really get sick a lot. Ask your doctor about zophran. It does wonders for nausea. I couldn’t even get out of bed when I was pregnant with G. I knew I had to do something when I came into the kitchen and found Hailee munching on a stick of butter and washing it down with a sprite. The poor kid was fending for herself. ;0) Hang in there.